Go to Savannah.Revive a Husky.Get paid.Three simple steps, and I was supposed to be on my way to bigger, better things. I, Lorelai Skye, was the only female necromancer known on this side magic. I was the only necromancer capable of bringing back true life. I spent my life running from those who fear my magic. I would have kept running had the family not reached out and offered a fortune to bring back their family pet. A fortune that should have made my running much more comfortable. What the family failed to mention was the Husky was also a living, breathing man. A man who had his own story to tell, and refused to let me run until I helped him tell it. Everyone wanted something from me, and he was no different. Except this time, there was no running for telling his side meant my own final death.